From there it didn’t take me long to near the woodlands of Westmoor. Xxx sex Slipping my fingers from my draining cunt, I gripped the sheets on either side, supporting myself, arching my back as Kara reamed my tender backside with ever-growing enthusiasm. But to our surprise, this proved to be a futile effort. Knowing this of course, I refused her that satisfaction at every opportunity. “Can you feel me milk your finger with my pussy? Then — I am most embarrassed to admit — the sensation began to spread, finding its way down to the plump little mound between my legs. “Where?” she cooed softly. “Let me see what I can do about that.” I nodded and she eased her long, slender fingers down to the wet smear on my dress.
